lirik lagu madlib – massage seats
[intro]
yeah, b~tch say what’s up, i said, uh
n~gga, flip a brick
b~tch ask me what’s up, i said, uh
pimp a b~tch
diamonds in the woodgrain wheel, n~gga
n~gga, kane
[verse 1]
golden state the roster, my garage deep
floating in the foreign on massage seats
yeah, keep, keep designer on a broad feet
i been water whippin’ earl simmons, all my dawgs eat
44 bulldog, all my dawgs bite
flexin’ amg, pushin’ redline through the red light
spot a p~ssy boy with a red dot, bust a headshot
they got us in the scope, all this bread talk really fed talk
yeah, n~gga, f~ck it, get your money on
still takin’ calls on this money phone
every sunday morning, i hit maurice with the moneygram
he was major league, i’m pitchin’ softball, underhand
these n~ggas don’t understand
this ain’t for soccer mamas, this for the underground
n~ggas was the sh~t last summer and now they numbers down
rappers gettin’ jacked for they jewels, i keep that tool with me
i go makaveli on hugh’s brothers, b~tch, who the menace?
[interlude]
yeah, kane, n~gga
and i was hittin’ b~tches, i’m talkin’ ’bout
i was hittin’ r and b b~tches
when a n~gga was broke and sh~t, you know what i’m sayin’, n~gga?
you know what i’m sayin’?
platinum b~tches, you know what i mean?
b~tches on the charts, you feel me? yeah
you know what i mean, not just really big b~tches tryna get on, you know what i’m sayin’?
yeah, kane season
[verse 2]
yeah, n~gga, f~ck it, get your money on
still takin’ calls on this money phone (yo, what up?)
every sunday morning, keshia hit me with the moneygram
touchdown in the chi and make that p~ssy do the money dance
i should have a tux on in this b~tch, me and money make holy matrimony
shot caller, put them shooters on you like d’antoni
top dollar, lock me up and i make the bond, no
big baller, father, you my son like lonzo (b~tch)
entertainer with a lot of trap contacts
we pushin’ packs ’cause in this rap, it ain’t no max contracts
with fifty on a n~gga head, that’s a trap contract
and catch him with a car full and push they whole sh~t back
seats in the 600, push they whole sh~t back
i flip a flow and do a show and get the whole clique racks, b~tch
whippin’ earl simmons, all my dawgs eat
golden state the roster, my garage deep
floating in the foreign on massage seats
[outro]
yeah, see, you gotta see, n~gga, you know, you gotta understand (yeah)
i’m from gary, n~ggas ain’t used to no, no foreign cars, you know what i’m sayin’? (f~ck n~gga)
like, i remember when
when that n~gga ced came through with the
c, c230 or some sh~t, c or e class, some sh~t
i’m like “n~gga? get out that motherf~ckin’ auntie benz, n~gga”
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